Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: Banquet 8
The dance of Anxin is indeed very good, I saw that the water sleeve was slightly incited, and with the slight incition of the sleeve, I don't know how many sons and brothers present were confused. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The girl is dressed in a crescent-colored yarn dance dress, with clear sleeves, a fluorescent skirt fluttering, a slender waist, a shallow smile in her eyes, leaning over and dancing, like a fairy under the moon. A snowy complexion looming between the fluttering movements. The small silver bell is embellished on the skirt, and the ethereal and crisp bell between the turns spreads, attracting the hearts of everyone present, which is very beautiful!
Watching this princess's performance, Li Xiaoxi had to say that this princess still has a few brushes, and her eyes are straight when she sees those men.
Li Xiaoxi looked at the sons and daughters of the ministers below, and they all looked at Anxin with bright eyes, feeling like they were about to eat peace of mind, Li Xiaoxi looked back without a trace, and thought: "Sure enough, they are all a group of swingers, squinting." ”
Anxin ended the dance, and bowed to Li Xiaoxi: "The Queen Mother, it's ugly." Although he said that he was ugly, the look on his face was full of pride.
"Princess Anxin is indeed dancing very well, but this princess also wants to make a fool of herself, so please allow her daughter to dance."
"Go ahead." Li Xiaoxi gladly allowed.
Xiao Ai Ai walked down from above, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.
They had seen this woman before, but they had been following the Queen Mother's side, and they didn't dare to look at it boldly, but now they were finally able to see it, and it was great that the goddess was dancing.
Xiao Aiai is going to dance the dance last time, although she hasn't practiced it at all, but who is she, she's a super invincible female system, how can she not even learn this dance?
Xiao Aiai stood on the dance, and the previous dancer came up to dance with her, and the voice of Sizhu slowly sounded.
The sound of the piano sounded slowly, jumping slowly, the body was soft, at this time Gong E threw a white long yarn into the air, not in a hurry, Xiao Aiai grabbed this long yarn, with a sense of rhythm slowly hooked on the slender wrist, the jade table also danced with the sound of the piano, at this time the soft hair with a feeling of intoxication slowly flicked, jumping, holding the placket with both hands, slowly flung it, the body rotated over, worn on the body, all this to the dance itself, the sleeves, slowly thrown out, spun around, rotated to the side of the chair, Xue Nen's hands, each holding the long white ribbon with one hand, with pale pink rose petals on the ribbon, dancing with the wind, rotating, holding the ribbon lightly with both hands, throwing the ribbon into the air, and then, the rose petals floated down like rain, in the rose rain, Xiao Aiai rotated a few times, the long sleeves flicked, the skirt flew, the hair fluttered, and then a series of exquisite dances were displayed, the hairpin on the hair made a crisp sound, jumped into the air, the sleeves fluttered, threw the ribbon into the air, and then picked up the fan on the table, Rotated a few times, just right, the ribbon fell on the fan, and then the hands waved their arms, the dance posture was amazing, at this time, the legs were apostrophe, the hands waved a few times, and a finished action, the piano stopped, the complexion did not change, it was still white and tender, and it was not panting, the breathing was steady, and there were some pale pink rose petals on the soft hair, and then the rose petal rain was over, and the dance was over.